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Dawn of Beginning	By : EunjiMinJeon Category: +A through F > Dragon Age (all) > Dragon Age (all) Views: 2459 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Sera ran off towards the doors where the Herald and her companions went through to get to where they were standing. With a lot of confusion, everyone looked at each other silently. Evelyn shrugged her shoulders then ran around the area to loot gold and figurines to sell. She did need the money especially when she was also helping Sirena with fitting in Thedas. The Herald made her way towards those who came with her with a smile on her lips.
“We should get back to Sirena.” She suggested to her friends. “She might be getting worried.”
“Knowing her, she’s most likely reading the letters she had received.” Varric said with a smirk.
“From who?” Solas asked curiously since he didn’t know the girl till recently when they talked and it was surprising to know someone admired her already. The admiration sure didn’t take long to bloom for whomever it was that seemed to be showing interest in the Lady Herald’s cousin. The apostate mage looked at the dwarf waiting for his answer patiently.
“I don’t know. It’s not like I read over her shoulder or anything. What is in those letters is not my business.” He responded while looking at the bald elf mage wondering why he was so curious.
“Maybe you should have.” The apostate answered in a mumble under his breath before they all turned to make their leave.
As Sirena was rereading her letters with a dreamy smile, she heard footsteps running towards her. When the person opened the closed gate where Evelyn and the others disappeared through, she saw a thin person with short blonde hair and small pointy elf ears. The gamer knew immediately who the girl in the red dress was. It was Sera. When the elf girl ran down the stairs with a smile on her face, her gaze found the American.
“Who are you? You’re part of the Inquisition, yeah?” Sera asked wanting to know who the stranger was.
“I’m Sirena, the Herald’s cousin.” She introduced herself to the elf who she already knew was quirky and bloodthirsty.
“I’m Sera, friend of the Red Jenny.” The Elven rogue said very proudly before speaking again. “I am off to Haven.”
“Congratulations in joining the Inquisition.” The American said assuming Sera had joined since it was the only reason they were there in the first place.
“How did you know I had joined if you weren’t there for the discussion?” Sera asked with some suspicions which earned her a raised brow from the young woman.
“Why else would you go to Haven?” The American girl asked like the answer itself was very obvious.
“That makes a lot sense actually.”
“Yeah…” She said blinking her eyes a few times thinking the elf was a lot weirder in person. Or perhaps slow.
“Either way, see you in Haven.” Sera ran off again leaving a wide eyed Sirena behind.
After taking a deep breath, she hoped the meeting with Vivienne will go a lot more smoothly. She leaned against the wall and folded both her letters carefully before putting them away. The American felt relieved when Sera didn’t notice the parchments that were in her hands at the time while she had waited for the others. While waiting for Evelyn and her companions, she patted the place where her letters from Cullen were kept when she heard footsteps heading towards her way. Both Sirena and Evelyn saw each other at the same time. She was relieved to see the Herald was safe and not harmed as far as she was able to tell. Varric, Cassandra, and Solas walked up behind Trevelyan and also saw the girl leaning against the wall. They all walked over to her with triumphant smiles.
“What happened?” The young woman asked them since she wasn’t with them to see all that had happened.
“Oh there was fighting and we were able to recruit someone to join the Inquisition.” The Herald informed her cousin.
“Did the person happen to be an elf named Sera?” The others blinked their eyes after hearing her question.
“Are you psychic?” Solas asked.
“No, actually she ran by to go to Haven.” Sirena explained wondering if what he said was a joke or not. It really should be a joke. At least she thought it was since they patched things up and the fact it was a stupid question. She looked at him questioningly as her head tilted to the side a bit. Solas looked back at her with his brows furrowed like he was asking a question of his own to her.
“Was she weird to you?” Cassandra asked wanting to hear the Herald’s cousin’s opinion.
“Um well…” Her voice pitched a bit higher when she said the last word. “She was um interesting person to say the least. I hardly know the woman so I don’t feel comfortable about judging her.” Even though she judged Sera in her head but she didn’t want to say her opinions without getting to know her.
“Are we going anywhere else before going back to Haven?” Varric asked wanting to know what the plans were for them.
“We’ll be going to Madam De Fer’s party and see what she wants.” Evelyn said following Sirena’s advice from the day before. Though, meeting with Sera could have put them in danger; in a way it did, but it wasn’t something they couldn’t handle. In a way it felt satisfying to be in a battle. It was a great way to get some aggression out from her family sending her to the conclave to be put in service for the Chantry. It angered her to know she could be put aside so easily like she was.
“When is this party?” The dwarf asked to see how much time they had. Trevelyan pulled out the invitation that had all the information they wanted to know.
“It looks like it is tomorrow evening.” She answered. “We should start heading that way now. I don’t know how long it will take to get there.” The Herald began making her way out of the warehouses/homes area with everyone following her.
They finally made it out of the place when it was fully dark out. The stars shone in the dark blue sky as owls hooted and the crickets chirped. The group walked over to their horses and as quickly as possible, they mounted up onto their saddles. Everyone looked around towards the darkness knowing nature surrounded them everywhere.
“Are we really going to ride in the dark?” Sirena asked with caution. She didn’t think it would be safe due to the animals and bandits that roam around during the night. Well… bandits roamed around during the day too, but they had an easier time getting people during the dark hours.
“We’ll be riding out only for a short period of time. Why do you ask dear cousin?” Evelyn asked formerly.
“I ask because it is dangerous at night, more so than during the day time.” The Herald nodded her head in understanding in what her cousin had to say.
“That is very true. We’ll ride out till we are a safe distance away. This sound good to everyone?” She asked while looking around at everyone to see their response and noticed they all looked relieved. “I guess everyone likes that idea a lot better.”
“Ya think?” The American asked with the slang she grew up with. After using the words she had said back where she came from, everyone gave her a look while Solas raised a brow at her. She looked around the group and blinked her eyes a couple of times. “What?” Sirena asked wondering why they were looking at her like she had a dick on her forehead.
“Nothing. Nothing at all.” Varric answered while shaking his head with a smile on his face. He found the woman who was as innocent as a girl amusing.
“Shall we get going then? Y’all staring at me is making me self-conscience.”
“Yes, let us get out of here.” Evelyn said as she kicked her horse gently making it go into a walk. She was glad to have her cousin with her again, though, her slang was a little odd to hear and not something that was commonly used in Thedas. “I heard you received a message from someone, may I ask, who?” Trevelyan asked out of curiosity.
“It’s no one. How did you find out?” Asked the modern American who would never quite fit in with the people in the countries of Fereldon and Orlais.
“Varric told me.” The older woman admitted. She also noticed that her cousin nodded her head while keeping her lips tightly shut. With that little sign, Evelyn knew that Sirena didn’t want to talk about the letter. The Herald knew she would tell her immediately when she was ready to talk whenever that would be. Getting a gut instinct, she felt like she knew who it was from already. Everyone who saw the way the two looked each other would be able to assume the same thing she was.
As the horses walked on the dirt road, Sirena was enjoying the nice cold air the night brought. She could hear an annoying buzzing sound from a mosquito every now and again, hoping she wasn’t getting bit by a few. That would just make her day. Not really. The young woman smiled softly as she thought about the city where she came from. All the cemented streets, stores, electricity, internet, all of it was taken from her when she arrived in Thedas. The girl still wondered how she got there in the first place. It was a mystery to her. There was no logical explanation for what had happened. Would time stand still in her world? Was she going to lose her job? What about her family and friends? A lot of questions swam through her head as her smile began to turn into a frown. Bringing herself back to her new reality, she looked up towards the sky to see stars and an animal flying which she assumed was a bat.
After they were an hour away from the place they were in Orlais, the young American woman looked up towards the sky again and noticed the mammal was following them. It was then she realized the flying animal was not a bat but was a bird which she assumed was a raven. Wanting to know if it was one of Leliana’s birds again with a message attached to its leg or if it was a regular bird flying to its destination that happened to be going in the same direction where they were heading towards, it was then Sirena cleared her throat.
“Perhaps we should stop for the night?” She suggested to her adopted cousin Evelyn. It looked like everyone was getting tired from the long day. Plus she also had her selfish reason of why she wanted to stop moving. And that reason was to find out what that animal was.
“Yes, we should.” Trevelyan agreed while making her horse come to a stop. Immediately, everyone got off their mounts since they were used to the routine and began setting up the camp.
After everything was set up, everyone sat around the camp fire, eating and chatting. Varric talked about his days in Kirkwall. Everyone was laughing but one person. Every joke that was said went over her head. Cassandra was even laughing even though she thought the dwarf was annoying. This was the first time everyone got to relax while out on an adventure since the small group seemed to be tense most of the time. Even Evelyn was telling funny stories about her family which were centered on her brothers.
“Well it’s time I go to sleep.” Solas said getting up to remove himself. He walked over to his tent, but before going inside, he looked over at Sirena and gave her a smile since she was the only one paying attention. When he saw her give him a small shy smile, he chuckled to himself and walked inside his tent to go into the fade since it was what he did on a daily basis.
Sirena attention went back to the laughter surrounding her. A smile remained on her face like she was paying attention when her eyes would dart to her tent with wonder and want. Varric had been watching her eyeing the tent. When she noticed him looking at her, he gave her a nod to tell her to go. She bowed her head in gratitude before getting up to go to her own tent. After walking into it, a genuine smile appeared on her lips. She knew the animal that was following them was a raven. Her instincts even told her when she looked at the winged creature for the third time while they were riding. The American girl quickly moved to the black bird and untied the letter from it after spotting it in her tent. After untying the letter itself, her hands deftly unrolled the parchment that she was holding in her hands. She recognized his beautiful handwriting immediately and laid down on her stomach to read the letter.
Dear Sirena,
I had reported the incident with Josephine and Leliana. The topic will be in discussion when you and the Herald along with her companions get back to Haven. I believe the spymaster also wants to speak with you as well when you get back. I am also sorry to hear about Solas. Though, the thought of you being a spirit also made me laugh. There is no way that you are a spirit from the fade. I even worked with you myself. Haven is still cold, though, I don’t think that was what you were asking. More people have been arriving in Haven to join the Inquisition which is giving Rylen (second in command) and I more to train for the forces. As for the question you asked about the writing utensils; I had Varric’s help to get it in your bag. I hope that it doesn’t anger you in anyway. Though, seeing your gratitude on paper makes me believe you are not at all mad. I’m happy to know that you liked your gift. When do you think you and the others will be back?
Sincerely,
Cullen Rutherford
This was the longest letter he wrote to her yet. Doing what she always does as soon as she gets done reading, Sirena pulled out the mahogany box and then her quill and black ink. She pulled out a piece of paper with her tongue slightly sticking out from concentration. It was then when she finally realized he wasn’t adding his title as Commander in his letters which made her grin. She then began to write back to him with her less elegant writing.
Dear Cullen,
I am happy I was able to help (give information). Why would the Spymaster Leliana want to talk to me? Oh! I do have some good news. Solas and I are now talking to each other. You were right; we do get along if we got to know each other. He’s rather a nice person and full of wisdom. I can’t get over the fact he thought I was a spirit. It’s still really funny to think of it. I am glad that you are keeping yourself busy; though, it can be quite stressful and I’m sorry for that. I also thank you very much for the lovely gift. It’s beautiful! To answer your question about us coming back; I do not know when exactly we’ll be coming back to Haven. We will be heading over to Madam De Fer’s party then we’ll be heading back to the Frostback Mountains. We’ll be back in no time. Hopefully.
Sincerely,
Sirena Laurelet
She sent her letter to Haven. Now the girl had three letters from the Commander who she had feelings for.
It took almost a whole day to ride out to the party. When they got closer to a large house, they heard music being played from outside. Sirena could hear the sound of violins and cellos which made her think of an Irish female group called Celtic Woman. All that was missing were the bagpipes and female voices singing. After riding up to the gates, everyone hopped off their horses and walked towards the big elaborate building where the music was coming from.
After entering the castle like building, the young woman noticed the walls were an off white color which was known to be ivory with shining gold. The floors which were tiles were of the blue and gold colors in the diamond shapes with the same color oval shaped rug. The place was beautiful. Her eyes continued to look around in wonder as she heard conversations all around her. It made her feel like she was back in the city a little bit. When she walked deeper into the room, a man held up a scroll and announced their arrival. Well more so Evelyn’s arrival.
“Lady Trevelyan of Ostwick, representing the Inquisition!” All guests who heard the announcement turned to look at the Herald as she looked around the beautiful building trying to ignore their stares as best as possible. The American watched her cousin walk over to a pair of nobles while trying to keep herself as small as possible so no one would notice her. The young American woman walked as closely as she could while being nonchalant about what she was doing. She wanted to eavesdrop on their conversation even though it wasn’t her business, but she was nosey sometimes.
“What a pleasure to meet you, my lady.” The male said in his tenor voice. “Seeing the same faces at every event becomes tiresome. So you must be a guest of Madam De Fer. Or are you here for Duke Bastien?”
“Are you here on business?” The lady in the mask asked, speaking up finally. “I have heard the most curious tales about you. I cannot imagine half of them true.”
“What have you heard about me?” Evelyn asked curiously since it seemed everyone had heard about her in some way shape or form.
“Some say when the veil opened, Andraste herself delivered you from the fade.” The noblewoman said in awe. Wanting to change the subject from herself, Evelyn asked another question to get more information.
“I’m not familiar with that name, Bastien. I was invited here by First Enchanter Vivienne.” She explained to the two nobles who she was conversing with.
“Madam De Fer is a… Fond nickname the court has given Lady Vivienne.” The man explained to Trevelyan in the most polite way as possible.
“I’ve heard she finds it amusing.” The woman added after her husband.
“I’ve heard very little about Duke Bastien.” Evelyn said after the two were done talking.
“He hasn’t been seen much at court lately.” After hearing this news, one of Sirena brows rose up as her curiosity was piqued.
“His business with the council of the Heralds often takes him from home for long periods of time.” The man in the mask informed.
“It can’t be good for a man of his years.”
“And of course; there’s the civil war. Bastien probably wishes to distance himself from the actions of his one-time son-in-law.”
“Tearing up the Dales in a foolish bid for power? It will end in a disgrace for Gaspard. Everyone knows it.” Sirena rolled her eyes since in her opinion it was all just gossip. Where was the evidence to back their words up? One day, idle prattle could get them in trouble.
“Some of those story tellers probably got carried away.” Evelyn said finally when she was able to put words in.
“But it might be only for the best effect. The Inquisition is a rare subject for wise tales.” The woman with bad fashion sense said.
“The Inqusition? What a load of pig shit!” Another noble in brown interrupted their conversation while descending the stairs. He turned to the Herald as he was at the foot of the stairs. “Washed up sisters and crazed seekers? No one can take them seriously.” The rude man walked across the floor while still talking. “Everyone knows it’s just an excuse for a bunch of political outcasts to grab power.”
“The Inquisition is working to restore peace and order to Thedas.” Evelyn explained to the rude man who acted like he owned the place.
“Here comes the outsider; restoring peace with an army! We know what your “Inquisition” truly is. If you were a woman of honor, you’d step outside and answer the charges.” The Herald backed away from him before he reached back for what she assumed was his concealed weapon. As she watched him, Trevelyan saw him turn into ice in front of her blue eyes. Though, he wasn’t completely covered from head to foot by the magic. She then heard a female’s voice addressing the man.
“My dear Marquis, how unkind of you to use such language in my house… To my guests.” A woman with beautiful dark skin wearing a lovely grey and white robe that showed some cleavage while wearing a venetian mask was descending the stairs; looking at the man with disdain. “You know such rudeness is… Intolerable.” She said while walking up behind him.
“Madam Vivienne, I humbly beg your pardon!” He said since the ice was very thin so he was able to talk and breathe.
“You should.” The First Enchanter responded to him as she walked around to face him. “Whatever am I going to do with you, my dear?” Vivienne looked at him for a few seconds before turning around to look at Evelyn. “My lady, you’re the wounded party in this unfortunate affair. What would you have me do with this foolish, foolish man?”
“I think the Marquis has seen the error of his ways.” Trevelyan said mercifully, letting the man go.
“By the grace of Andraste, you have your life, my dear.” Vivienne said while snapping her fingers making the high noble unfreeze. “Be more careful next time.” She said as he walked away coughing. After he was out of the room the Madam De Fer turned to speak to the Herald. “I am delighted that you could attend this little gathering. I’ve so wanted to meet you.” The posh woman said before walking away to a room that was closed off to the guests. As the rogue woman watched her, the American walked up close to her and spoke softly for only her to hear.
“You should follow her. If something bad happens, give us a signal.” With a silent nod, Trevleyan left the main party and followed the gifted mage.
“Allow me to introduce myself; I’m Vivienne, First Enchanter of Montsimmard and Enchantress to the Imperial court.” The beautiful woman said as soon as Evelyn was next to her.
“Charmed, Lady Vivienne.” She said with a smile. At that point she knew there was going to be no trouble.
“Ah, but I didn’t invite you to the chateau for pleasantries.” The Enchantress said with amusement. “With Divine Justinia dead, the Chantry is in shambles. Only the Inquisition might restore sanity and order to our frightened people. As the leader of the last loyal mages of Thedas, I feel it only right that I lend my assistance to your cause.” After hearing Vivienne’s explanation of wanting to join the inquisition, Evelyn began to think. Sirena knew what was going to happen due to playing the video game and she was able to advice because of her knowledge and two people had joined already.
“The Inquisition will be happy to have you, Lady Vivienne.”
“Great things are beginning, my dear. I can promise you that.”
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